Just over a week ago, I left New Orleans. On my last morning, I indulged in the small pleasures of my neighborhood and the daily rituals of my life in Esplanade Ridge. On that 65 degree, sunny morning, I set off to one of my favorite coffee shops: Fair Grinds. Since this was my last day in the Big Easy for a while, I made sure to splurge on my favorite things...I feel like I should burst into my own version of "My Favorite Things" from the Sound of Music (I'll spare you that musical interlude for the time being). I did enjoy an excellently crafted soy latte that morning as well as a fig and rosemary scone, which was absolutely delightful! I actually took these items to-go and headed back to my little courtyard to sit in peace for a few moments before setting off for Atlanta. I enjoyed the silence and the wonderful scents of my little oasis. I finally figured out what that amazing smell was that greeted me every morning when I stepped outside my door -- a tree with infinitesimal white blossoms that smell similar to blooming jasmine. How divine! I put the pieces together when I was on Frenchmen Street enjoying jazz music and New Orleans' Christmas decor. I was meandering and passed by a low hanging branch from the same type of tree that is in my yard -- that enticing scent was the same! Then, I had my "AHA!" moment. It was actually quite satisfying to solve that mystery!
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